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My Sisters Wedding

FICTION

Geri 49-K-3 FPE

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My dumb sister got married last week. Oh, she isn't so bad, for a sister that is - and she's better than most, I suppose. Of course she is quite a lot older than me about, let me see, eleven years I think. Yeah that's about right, because I'm fifteen now and she's twenty-six. She's a doctor or rather she's going to be a doctor. She's what they call a resident and she works at a big hospital run by the government. She always wanted to be a surgeon, but they wouldn't let her and so she is now a therapist. She helps all sorts of people who are crippled and things like that.

Anyway, she got married. Finally, as my mother said. I suppose I'd have to admit that my sister is good looking for a sister. She's got this high forehead and wavy dark hair all us Wingates have and on her it looks real good. She was always real popular with the boys only for a long time it didn't seem like boys were popular with her. Boy! She used to come home so mad sometimes she wanted to scream. "The nerve of that idiot!" she used to say. "Gee why do you want to be a doctor? It seems like such a waste. Waste! For God's sake - all these creeps want is a walking baby-factory!" My mother used to hold her hands over her ears when my sister came home like that. I got to admit she sure didn't talk like anybody else's sister not after she went to medical school.

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But she finally decided to get married. To another doctor naturally. Who else can talk to a doctor? Especially a lady doctor. Our father had been a lawyer, and later on a judge, before he died. And even he couldn't talk to her some of the

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